I would need to relocate my parents for that, because they live in the middle of nowhere and I needed to relocate to a city for work.

Everything good is because I did it, everything bad is because the other guys.

~ Roman Senators probably

Forty years… forty… years… I wonder if there was something *new *that our liberal democracy started forty years ago, where the focus shifted towards expanding economic growth at all costs.

New and different but still liberal. Neo maybe.

National flags are jingoist nonsense. Patriotism is a social disease.

I’d call it the Slop Bucket

Anti-trust is not about seeking perfection, it’s a defense against abuses of power. That’s a good thing unless you like to be abused by the powerful, in which case lick some more boots.

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Such a strange thing to celebrate. This kind of service should really be run by the municipality. Like, my city has a dozen eco-stations for dropping off some chemicals, electronic waste and furniture or other household stuff that can be broken down for scrap. E-waste is always free.

Won’t somebody please think of the petite bourgeousie.

Everything I know about liquid containers I learned from the TSA. Any liquid could be a secret explosive, so Israel had to blow it up to be sure it was really water. Destroying the water was an unfortunate and necessary measure to ensure the safety of all Gazans.

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lol if you click that link, and ctrl+f “union”, then read each instance, you’ll see it’s not negative.

https://www.parl.ca/DocumentViewer/en/44-1/bill/C-50/second-reading

“Union” is mentioned 8 times.

How do you even make 20,000 amendments to an 18 page document? Did they change every word individually?

Even as a non-medical user, sleep is a hard adjustment. When I stopped using, I stopped sleeping through the night.

I do have to say that I feel less groggy when I wake up now, after an adjustment period, than I ever did while I smoked heavily. Though I think I’m just generally more alert - I’m still not sleeping well.

Pain is tough. I hope you find a solution that works for you. ❤️

As long as its hot, bitter and caffeinated I guess I can make do. I’d really, really rather not have to though.

And, if anything, EV’s are more dangerous to cyclists. They’re significantly heavier and quieter.

It’s complex, and subjective, and maybe a bit sad, but here’s my best shot at describing my decision.

Cannabis enhances most forms of passive entertainment and makes menial tasks less dull, which is great, but that also makes it habit forming. It tends to affect you in one of two ways, depending on your body chemistry and the strain you’re using. You’re either going to be comfortably immobile, or pleasantly flighty, in either case it becomes difficult to focus on complex tasks or plan ahead and makes your problems feel distant.

This combination of effects, in my experience, creates a feedback loop. The habit of smoking to enjoy tasks you wouldn’t otherwise combined with a decrease in drive to perform complex tasks that are both harder to do and less likely to be thought of when stoned and a distance from your troubles, results in more time spent blissfully drifting through life.

That’s not necessarily a bad thing. I had clearly enjoyed it for years. But it became difficult to do much of anything. I was stuck in this loop that I didn’t even see. I lost friends during COVID (not to the disease, they’re still alive just not my friends) and I allowed my life to shrink so much… My circle of friends, my chosen activities and the locations I physically inhabited all became limited and static during and after. It was a slow process, and I can’t blame it all on cannabis, but smoking weed dulled the pain as I slowly became less and less of myself. When I smoke weed I am less apt to focus on my ills and if I can’t focus on them, I can’t change them.

Being stoned left me more apt to just chill out and let my life continue rolling along the same dissatisfying course. Imagine a snowball rolling downhill, but instead of picking up snow as it goes, it leaves it behind. Shrinking and shrinking, until it stops. Momentum no longer able to carry it along.

This diminishing of myself was leaving me more and more depressed. Months would pass where I only left my apartment to walk my dog or buy groceries. I lost interest in the activities I enjoyed. I lost interest in my partner. I lost interest in my self, because why would I be interested in someone who was nothing and did nothing. I was on the edge of losing myself, to myself. I spent more time imagining my own death than imagining a life I wanted to live.

I took a hard look at how I spent my days, and saw that one thing took the place of all of those others that I used to love. I was spending my days stoned and alone and unhappy. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think an addiction to weed pushed anything out of my life - I wasn’t seeking weed at anything’s expense and I never started until after working hours so I kept a semblance of a life - it just filled the holes all those people, places, activities and things I lost left behind and made it much harder to recognize the decline of my well-being.

So I cut down, and started calling my family more. Then I did some research. I looked at the physiological effects of cannabis - the way THC interacts with your endogenous cannabinoid receptors, which are in every part of your body from your brain and your eyes to your gut and your gonads, and it floods them with a molecule thousands of times more potent than they would otherwise have. It disrupts the neurological feedback system that your brain uses to reinforce synaptic routes. It overrides your guidance system, not through dopamine release causing seeking behavior like most drugs, but by effectively telling you to just relax by making everything you do feel equally as rewarding as anything else.

I was starting to feel better after just cutting down and reaching out, so I looked at what I got from THC and what I wanted from my life, and I decided to leave it behind entirely.

I’ve smoked so much weed in the years since legalization. I was a regular smoker before, too, but my consumption habits spiked after - especially during the COVID years. As in heavy, chronic, daily use.

I started cutting down drastically late last year, and I’m quitting for good now. Cannabis hasn’t had a positive effect on my mental health.

Chronic and heavy use have definitions, for anyone who doesn’t know. Regularly consuming cannabis twice or more per week is considered Chronic use. Heavy use is anything more than two times per week or ten times per month. Almost all of my friends are heavy, chronic users.

Definitely some. I’m sure they’ll be building housing for the staff on site at the “Arctic satellite ground station” and “northern operations hubs”.

Just join the army. Free room and board.